Nick Stokes: [in the coffin; saying good bye to his family and friends; speaking to Grissom] I disappointed you.
Gil Grissom: [at the lab watching the video] No you never did, Nick.
[Nick is lying in the coffin]
Gil Grissom: Pancho! Listen to me. Put your hand on my hand. Good. Now listen. There may be explosives under the box.
[Nick is being taken to the hospital, with Catherine and Warrick accompanying him. Ecklie and Grissom watch the ambulance leave]
Gil Grissom: I want my guys back.
Nick Stokes: [Nick is seen on video feed saying something unheard, possible "I never meant to disappoint you."]
Gil Grissom: You never did, Nicky.
Gil Grissom: Alright, Poncho, we're gonna open the lid and get you out, but I need you to stay lying dowm. Okay? Or else you'll blow us all up. You understand that?
Nick Stokes: Yeah, yeah.
Gil Grissom: Do you promise, Poncho?
Gil Grissom: Say I promise.
Nick Stokes: [crying] I promise.
Nick Stokes: [to Kelly] In a few years, when you get out of here, don't take it with you.
Judge Stokes: [cheerfully] So, Doctor. How did my son die? Anaphylactic shock?
Dr. Al Robbins: No, no, he didn't live long enough for that. C.O.D. was asphyxiation. When the blood oxygen drops to less than 16% and the CO2 builds up, there's a rapid loss of consciousness. Death within minutes with no disfiguring physical findings.
Judge Stokes: He'll look great at the funeral.
Dr. Al Robbins: Oh, yes.
Judge Stokes: His mother will appreciate that.
David Phillips: [about Nick] Do you think he suffered?
Dr. Al Robbins: Do I think he suffered? Yes. Definitely.
[paramedic checks Grissom after explosion]
Paramedic: Pupils are even.
Gil Grissom: [to himself] He blew himself up and left us with nothing.